"Ahhh. My feet sure are tired after a looong game like this! Rub them for me, please?" Guentzel said, as he propped his feet upon the footstool, while he sat upon his sofa, pulling off his socks with his toes, flicking them at you as they came off. They were damp with sweat, and did they smell!
"Ahh. Thaat's better! My tired little feetsies finally can breathe." He looked like he was falling asleep. "The only thing they need now, is-"
"Ok, ok!" You object, feeling as if he was egging it on. You start off by flicking one of his big toes, teasing him.
"Oh you!" Jake pointed that same toe towards your mouth.
W-was he wanting you to suck his toes?
"Go on, don't be shy, give them a nip."
He was!
His pale skin, paired with the hard keratin of the toenail, tasted like, well, skin at first, but not until you took in three more. Salty, from sweat, maybe? Then again, you realize, toe sucking isn't all you were here for. His soles, once you got around to rubbing them, were ticklish. How did you know? Every time your fingers pressed against his soft soles, he hysterically laughed.
"Ok, ok, that's enough, ah haaa ha aha HAA!"